Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and black robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. After a long history of fighting, Tharivol and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear blue tank tops with brown pants. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He is typically in his Glassblower uniform. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Glassblower. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amber (90 gp). Rose (30 gp). Azurite (13 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a very tight haircut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Quarion wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... The war was a terrible time for him, and Quarion does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He has worked as a Body Guard like his mother before him.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 110 pp.